singing this song to my survival where i am being where i’m gonna go the things i do now i per fated more i rather play the digger then i let the

[chorus] and my song, my song, it frees my soul and it brings me back to the place i wanna go all alone, alone all alone it all starts and the only thing keeping me here is my song. so i say, so i say, so i say

so chesterman’s valley is far from here but an unescapable dome is where its ?well? and stomach in my cheek is all i mean when its calling and falling into steep